Dream

There is a door,
Just a door,
Nothing else but darkness
Surrounding me.
Wait,
There is a light,
inside the door,
Nothing else but darkness
Surrounding me.
I feel as though I am flying
Through space,
As I realize this
Stars appear out of nowhere
I am scared
for what ever I imagine
appears in this world.
It is as if I live in a dream.
Yes,
I suppose this is a dream.
My Dream.

Joy!!!

What is ths strange emotion?
I feel like I will burst with exitment.
The lump in my throught is nw gone.
Laughter overwhelms me.
Now I struggle to sit still.
But I can not for this strange emotion cntorls me.
I had no idea one could feel so miraculous.
Now I realize what I've been missing.
Joy.
Yes, thats what I said.
Joy.
How can such a simple word contain such powerful emotions.
The world will never know.

The Rose

The rose blooms slowly. When it is finely done oh what a beautiful thing it has become. It blooms in all different colors. One may be crystal blue, or maybe yellow like a ray of sunshine, pink like bubble gum, white like winter snow, or red like shimmering ruby's. Oh what wonderful colors for any season. But it is not just the colors that are full of beauty, lean real close and sniff. What do you smell? A sweet perfume perhaps? Yes, that sweet perfume is the fragrince of a rose. God has given this rose beauty for us to enjoy. Sure you can cut them and put them in a vase, they will never look better than before. A rose belongs outside. It belongs with nature.

Hawks!

Hawks!

They scare young children when they hunt for food to eat,

They fly up in a tree to see what they can eat,

Their sharp eyes can see you from a mile away.

Watch him as he soars through the bright blue sky.

Berries

Berries, berries oh so sweet,

As you take one bite the juice will trickle down your cheek,

Juice so amazing,

Your thoughts are surely beat.

Those thoughts of sticky tart juice,

As I said before,

Are surely beat.

Travels

I travel the world trying to find a place were I belong,

I travel the world thinking its beauty will overcome me,

Thinking I will find the place I've been longing for,

When what I'm looking for is right before me.

Now I can see that the place I've been longing for is the place I came from,

The place I've lived my whole life,

It is home sweet home where I wish to be.

Esther

The book of Esther tells of her bravery.
She went before the King, uninvited, even though the punishment was death, to save her people, the Jews.
Esther reminds us that we should be brave no matter what tasks lay ahead of us.

Spring

In the early morning,

When spring has just begun,

You'll hear young birds chirping.

After a long winter storm,

Flowers are in bloom,

With gleaming drops of dew.

The Morning Dew

The rain falls from the late night sky,

and leaves a small gift

that will help plants grow.

Then in the early morn

you'll see the gift

of water on the flowers below.

Isaish 40:7-8

"The grass withers, the flowers fades, when the breath of the Lord blows upon it; surely the people
are the grass. The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God stands forever."